Leah knew what she needed to do. She needed to get the swimsuit back. Unfortunately, she had thrown the swimsuit down the laundry chute, which meant she needed to go into the basement to get it back.
Leah exited the room. She walked, or rather toddled, over to the stairs. Voices sounded from the first floor. If she went down there, she would be spotted immediately. And her current outfit would make it extra difficult to get away from any adults. No one in a diaper should be unsupervised for any length of time.
Dread building in her gut, Leah went back to the bathroom. She closed the door behind her and opened the laundry chute door. If she was just slightly bigger, she wouldn’t be able to fit. But she could. So she would.
Leah climbed into the laundry chute.
“Just pretend it’s a slide,” she told herself. She closed her eyes and pushed herself forward. Leah slid down the chute, going much faster than she had expected. Before she knew it, she had tumbled out of the chute and onto a large pile of clothes. She sat up. The trip down the chute had scared her more than she expected. That, combined with her full bladder, meant that her diaper was slightly damp now.
“Guess it was a good idea to wear it,” Leah mumbled. She sighed. “Better start looking.” Leah began to dig through the pile of clothes in search of the swimsuit.